Before Letting Go, 2
Akpan's University journey is just beginning but already Pamela's curves have ensnared him...
Rachael Asikpo
Before Letting Go
Akpan moved his lips slow, licking to make them wet again. He glimpsed the other guys in the room without turning his head; no one was looking at him; Akpan was relieved. His spoon was at the ready in his…
Goosebumps
Blurb When you are wrapped under sheets with cool breeze wafting over you from open windows, and the moon’s beam is your spotlight; you think this makes for a perfect night’s sleep until an eerie presence decides to keep you…
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Blurb When love is naught but dashed hopes, and happily ever after is naught but a fleeting mirage, what remains is hurt and a longing for closure. This man was jilted by love, and finding closure can be a dangerous…
Trapped In My Body
Blurb When darkness is your only admirer and the mirror mocks you in glaring light, what is left of your self esteem? Story “Did you see Miss Piggy today?” “Her mother should have swallowed her!” My heart sank as I…
Bondage: Start Again
Blurb Mad lust and good looks bound her by her hands and feet, and whisked her over its shoulders. Wistfully, she smiled as she was carried away, unaware that she had just begun a journey that would leave her powerless.…
Letting Go, 4
And there he was, looking rough and worn out in a tired suit, but still a better representation than what he had been earlier that morning. Why did he always look so tired? She wondered. Had God answered her prayers by slapping karma down on him hard after all these years?
Nine Lives
Nine days for the thief and one day for the owner of the house...
The words surfaced from nowhere and germinated in the back of my mind like unwanted weed. I wasn’t sure where I had heard them but it was surprising how it emerged when it was least needed. I even mentally began to count how many times I had stolen from the kitchen to be sure I had not exhausted my nine lives.
Letting Go, 3
A sharp gasp in the bathroom. He paused and listened, slowly but surely two soft moans followed. He knew that moan anywhere. He had heard it a thousand times from different angles and in different positions. The sensation that followed was almost indescribable.
Letting Go, 2
She had once been his for the taking. Once. He wondered what happened then. The past was a clutter of dawdled memories. He shook them off. He would focus on the Edima he saw today. How had she grown so beautiful over the years? Like an uninteresting shell, a cocoon that had hatched to give life to true beauty.